Chapter 121
And she had taken the love that should have belonged to Aria.
She felt utterly lost, unsure of how to make things right.
Seeing Caleb, Alice shuddered and quickly dragged Austin away.
“Ifl deal with them, would you feel bad for them?” Caleb asked.
Silvia’s head shot up at his words, her voice firm. “No! Why would I feel bad for them?”
“Good.” Caleb let out a faint sigh of relief, his hand gently ruffling her hair. “Don’t see them again.”
“Got it, Caleb.” She quickly wiped away her tears.
The two of them returned home one after the other and saw Gloria.
“Aunt Gloria,” they greeted.
Gloria nodded in acknowledgment.
Caleb headed to the study to get something, while Silvia sat down on the other side of the room.
Gloria placed a box on the coffee table. “It’s getting colder, and Joseph’s leg injury will start acting up again. Try this ginger essential oil. It might help.
Every winter, Joseph’s leg would go numb and ache, making it hard for him to sleep. The Saxon family had even hired a traditional medicine doctor to treat him, but the condition was never fully resolved.
“Is Dad still asleep?” Gloria asked.
In previous years, around this time, Joseph’s leg pain would have already flared up, and he would be up early for a massage from the doctor.
The butler, Zayne, hesitated. His expression conflicted. “When Aria came back home the first time, she left a bottle of ginger essential oil for Joseph. I put it away at the time, thinking it wouldn’t be of much use. But about a week ago, Joseph decided to try it, and the results were incredible. He’s been sleeping soundly these past few days.”
Gloria frowned. “It’s been over two years. Is it still effective?”
“It is. The doctor tested it and confirmed it was suitable for Joseph, but he couldn’t identify the exact ingredients. Aria made it herself,” Zayne said.
Gloria raised an eyebrow, surprised. “She knows how to make something like that?”
Zayne explained, “Aria also makes beauty creams. It’s incredibly effective.”
Zayne still remembered how, just a few days ago, Zoe had been applying the cream, tears streaming down her face as she murmured, “Aria made this for me… It’s better than anything I’ve ever used, but I ignored it for two years.”
Aria had stopped sending beauty creams after that./
Zoe was filled with regret.
Too bad there’s no cure for regret in this world./Aria didn’t need them anymore.
Gloria didn’t like Aria, but she wouldn’t deny her identity. “Since the ginger essential oil was made by Aria, just go to her and ask.. biological grandfather, she wouldn’t refuse, would she?”
Zayne’s expression stiffened. “Our Saxon family has already severed ties with Aria.”
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Chapter 121
Gloria dismissed it with a wave. “A flimsy statement means nothing. I’ll handle this myself
Then she left.
Watching Gloria’s retreating figure, Silvia felt powerless. After some thought, she took her phone and sent Aria a heads–up.
Gloria tracked Aria down on her way to Navoron Restaurant and intercepted her in the lobby
“Arial” Gloria called out.
Aria stopped in her tracks. “What’s the matter?”
Her tone carried a hint of impatience.
Gloria frowned slightly but refrained from lecturing her about respecting elders. “Your grandfather used the ginger essential oil you made. It worked well. I’m here to buy more.”
Aria was a little surprised. After two years, she hadn’t expected Joseph to still be using it.
“Not for sale,” she said.
Gloria was angry. “That’s your grandfather! Are you seriously going to just let him suffer like that?”
“I’m not lucky enough to be his granddaughter. If there’s nothing else, I’ll be on my way.”
Her face remained calm, her eyes devoid of any trace of sympathy. Gloria was startled by her heartlessness, her gaze sharp. “You’re nothing like a Saxon!”
Aria met her eyes directly. “I was never a Saxon to begin with.”
Gloria clenched her fists tightly, but thoughts of Joseph’s condition forced her to swallow her anger. Gritting her teeth, she said, “Fine. I’ll buy the formula.”
Aria wasn’t one to turn down money handed to her. She smiled faintly and said, “15 million dollars.”
“15 million dollars?” Gloria was stunned. “That’s daylight robbery!”
Aria replied lazily, “Make it 20 million.”
“Aria, you’re hopeless!” Gloria shouted.
Aria arched an eyebrow. “Fine, 30 million.”
AD
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